Thursday 13 December 2018

Last minutes

Everyone blamed you.
Last suicide attempt
Why do you even talk with her.
It's was her if she did not come to his life.
He was perfect and cute all alone.
It was never her.
We broke up that day before I burned and crushed.
When my only medicine and remedy left me I snapped.
The reason for my being alive died.
I was alone.
They said it your fault.
Actually they did not have all the facts.
Because of love I became a mad man.
I wrote letters numerous times blaming you.
But my own doing lead me to my grave.
The last minutes of my life you made me happy.
All along it was me.
You were never the one to be blamed . . .

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